“My mom is being unreasonable. How can she be so hasty and impatient in handling this matter? I can consider accepting her gesture if she introduced better women to me. However, all the women she set me up with on blind dates are horrible! My mom even introduced Hausen’s CEO’s daughter to me in the past, telling me how wonderful she was. D*mn it! You should’ve seen that woman in person. She scared me out of my wits with her mantrap-like appearance.”
Hearing that name, Jessica knitted her brows. “Hausen?”
“Oh. That’s a big company, but you wouldn’t know if you didn’t work in the finance industry.” Jacob didn’t sense her unusual behavior. “Regrettably, the CEO of Hausen, Justin Morales, died, and the company went bankrupt. His daughter and wife seemed to have left the country. Fortunately, his family met its downfall. Otherwise, I think I would have to cut ties with my mom because she’s fond of Justin’s daughter.”
Jacob had been curious about something. He couldn’t shake off the feeling that Justin’s death was somewhat related to Wyatt.
Otherwise, how else could they have died after he saw them off just a few moments ago?
Wyatt was even summoned to the police station because of that matter. However, he was merely detained for a few days before being released unscathed.
Seeing Jessica lowering her head in silence, Jacob asked her, “Are you not feeling well?”
“Yes. It is common for me to feel discomfort and nauseous during pregnancy.” She regained her senses and casually made up an excuse to reply to him. “It’s nothing major.”
He contemplated briefly before saying, “I’ll bring you out for dinner tonight to try some different food and buy you some clothes.”
“That’s not necessary.”
“That’s all right. We won’t be spending much anyway. Perhaps my mom will want to visit again. She will definitely be suspicious about our relationship if she sees you being mistreated.”
Jessica uttered hesitantly, “I can’t see.”
“It’s okay. You’ll be fine if you wear a pair of sunglasses and hold onto me the whole time.” Noticing the paint stains on her hands, Jacob said, “Your hands are very dirty. Do you want me to bring you to get washed up?”
“Okay.”
He brought her to the powder room and thoughtfully squeezed some liquid soap onto her palms.
Standing at one side and looking at her washing her hands, Jacob was again reminded of the drawing outside. He asked curiously, “Why did you draw a hand beside a sunflower? Is there any meaning behind the painting?”
Jessica paused briefly and answered casually, “I drew it because I thought the picture was very artistic.”
“Oh.” He nodded. She’s right. That painting is indeed artistic. Not everyone will admire and appreciate such a drawing.
Jessica needed to change her clothes as well because it was soiled. She told Jacob she could do that on her own without the housekeeper’s assistance, so he went downstairs first.
When he saw the housekeeper, he said to the latter, “I’m bringing her out for dinner, so you don’t have to prepare our meals tonight.”
“Okay.”
Jacob added, “Also, go downstairs to measure the size of the painting downstairs and frame it. Hang the drawing in the living room. It’s quite a nice artwork.”
The housekeeper knew Jessica was blind, so she reckoned there was nothing special with the painting. She said with a smile, “Of course. That drawing is more precious than the masterpieces in the art gallery since your wife drew it.”
Jacob shrugged.
Initially, he planned to secretly bring the drawing back home and flaunt it in front of his friends before falsely describing the painting as an exorbitant piece of art to earn some big bucks by selling it.
However, he felt it was inappropriate to do so because Jessica drew the painting.
After a few minutes, Jessica came downstairs after changing into a loose-fitting long dress.
She was familiar with the house’s layout, so even if she couldn’t see her surroundings, she could amble downstairs with the help of the handrails.
If Jacob didn’t know she had lost her vision, he might even be convinced she wasn’t handicapped.
He helped her to put on a pair of sunglasses.
The sunglasses were oversized and couldn’t even fit on the bridge of Jessica’s nose. Her comical appearance caused him to laugh out loud.
“Hey.” She gazed in his direction in displeasure.
“It’s the sunglasses’ fault. There’s nothing wrong with you.” He suppressed his urge to laugh. “I’ll buy a new pair of sunglasses for you later.”
Jessica ignored him and strode toward the door by herself. Jacob hastily followed her.
After helping her to change her shoes and open the door, he held her hand.
Her hand felt warm and soft this time instead of cold like last time.
Noticing her withdrawing her arm, Jacob grabbed her hand and placed it around his arm. “If you don’t want to walk with a white cane or on a tactile pavement, you’ll have to let me guide you.”
Subsequently, Jessica didn’t struggle anymore and left the house while holding his arm.
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